Director's office.
Jiang Wu takes a deep breath and reaches for the door.
"Come in."
A low, familiar voice came across the door, hammering heavily in her heart.
Even if we think more clearly and do more heart building, it is a reality that two souls share a body. The combination of all kinds of memories still makes her unable to escape from the misunderstanding and uneasiness after being baptized by memory.
She didn't go in the first time. Her hand hesitated on the doorknob.
I told myself again and again that it was Joe, not her Jin Zuo. She resented him, and he didn't really forgive the bullet. At the beginning, the word "double" was between them.
Ambiguous beautiful, a moment of sinking heart, can not escape his skin.
She knew that that's why she woke up again and ran away from her estrangement. Later, he also understood that he became angry and killed her newborn daughter.
It should be the enemy!
Therefore, Jiang Wu deliberately ignored the follow-up memory.
In the alliance world, he went to death to save her; in reality, she heard that he was seriously injured, so she ran out of Yunxi villa like crazy and stayed by his side all night
All kinds of emotions are true.
But now she stubbornly believes that those who happened under the premise that she did not remember the past, were bewitched, confused, lost their sense, are not counted!
After self entanglement, she bravely faced it and unscrewed the door of the director's office.
Walking in high-heeled shoes, the atmosphere is completely different from the usual casual appearance.
"Hello."
She stood behind him and took the lead in saying hello in a dull business tone, which was the first cut she made at his heart.
Jin Zuo is not well.
Although it was hurt in the game, the memory of injury destroyed his body now. Although it was a fake, it was really hurt.
He stood in front of the panoramic French window in a loose white sweater, black slacks and a cup of coffee in his hand, with his back to her.
The reflection of the glass reflected his outline back -
his eyes were deep, his facial features were as beautiful as ever, his hair had just been washed, and he was obedient to him.
From his back, he is not the biggest director of such a big company, but a warm man at home.
There's no need to look back. He has seen what Jiang Fu looks like from the glass.
Only a watch was left on her wrist carrying the bag, and the rose gold bracelet could never be found again.
"Do you remember?"
He took a sip of coffee, mellow lingering tongue, no sugar, swallow the deepest bitterness.
"Thanks to you, I remember."
Jiang Fu's tone is light, and she can't see the expression on her face.
But the fingertips on the bag revealed her real emotion at the moment.
"Thanks to me?" Jin left sneered and turned around. Looking at her, her eyes were penetrating: "if you really think of it, you will understand who I am and who you are. Why don't you stay away from me and come to me dressed like this?"
She must have his pride in her heart.
The stand in is just a cover. Even on a small island, he has been indifferent and hurt her. That's because he didn't fully understand his mind. He didn't really want to hurt her, but in the end, he got her refusal
That shot was a complete blow to his conceit.
That day, she struggled out from under him and kept on trying to find the past and find the real master for her palpitating feelings. He could do nothing but watch her leave.
I thought she would never look back, but now she is here again.
He couldn't understand her, but he had a vague hope in his heart: what does she mean